Odd's Fish, M'dear! The Man Can't Even

Sink Me! Your Taylors Have Betrayed You! T'wood Serve You Better To Send Them To Madam Guillotine

The Weariest Night, The Longest Day, Sooner Or Later Must Perforce Come To An End.

She, Too, Had Worn A Mask In Assuming A Contempt For Him, Whilst, As A Matter Of Fact, She Completely Misunderstood Him

Look At This Limp Cravet. And The Sad State Of Those Cuffs. I Can Hardly Bring Myself To Look Upon Them.

She Said Nothing, And Sir Andrew, Too, Was Silent, Yet Those Two Young People Understood One Another, As Young People Have A Way Of Doing All The World Over, And Have Done Since The World Began.